Sorry it took so long, I've been busy. I went to my favorite singer's concert, sat in the front row, and got his autograph. I have a band concert tomorrow, and I have an overdue history assignment to finish, and a book report that is due tomorrow. I know it's short, and I will try to be quicker with chapters in the future, I usually write them in my note book but I'm too lazy to change them into type.
Chapter 2
She was in the corner, Cuddy. She rushed to my side the second she saw my eyes flutter open. God my leg hurts still.
"House" she said shining a penlight in my eyes.
"God damn it, Cuddy. That burns." It really did sting. Lights in your eyes the second you wake up isn't fun.
"House, are you ok?" he face glowing with concern. Her eyes also looked pretty red, had she be crying?
"That depends. What are you getting at?" This made her roll her eyes, and I swear I heard her giggle under her breath.
"House, you passed out in rehab." He voice slightly cracked.
"You should be able to be discharged this afternoon. If that's quick enough for you"
"Yeah sure" I just turned away and tried to drift into oblivion. I sucks trying to sleep when you're in pain. Hoping it will fade just for a few hours so you can sleep.
Maybe I could find a way to make this go faster, harassing the nurses sounds pretty appealing. Hmm… I wonder what happens when you press this big red button that says call.
"Ah. Nurse Brenda, long time no see" she let out an audible sigh,
"What do you want House?" she rolled her eyes and did a vitals check.
"Nothing in particular" I smirked, this was gonna be fun.
"Then why did you call?" she was really getting ticked off.
"I wanted to see what the big shiny button did." And for some reason she stormed out of the room looking pretty mad.
Cuddy slipped through the door and tossed a file into my lap, a few of the papers flying astray.
"Your discharge papers, I'm sure you'll find them interesting reading." She smirked and sat in a neighboring chair. I flipped through the file for a moment before slamming it down,
"What the hell? What do you mean I have to be watched? I can take care of my self just fine." Okay now this is making me mad I don't need a nursemaid pitying me every move I make. Cuddy look for some odd reason satisfied.
"Who's the lucky one you're assigning me?" She stayed silent for a moment then quietly giggled.
"I couldn't pay anyone enough to actually go home with you. Come on get your stuff, I'll drive you home." I begrudgingly moved from my bed god, lying down for almost two days can make you pretty stiff. Jesus where's my Vicoden when I need it, Oh, that's right, I'm the addict that's in pain so they take away my pain meds. For a moment I peered through the glass walls of the conference room, whew no ducklings, I didn't need nosey Cameron probing me at the moment. I grabbed my game boy, iPod, and a few medical journals that arrived in the mail that I haven't read yet. She met me in the lobby.
"Ready?" she asked digging in her purse before pulling out her keys.
"Why can't I just take my bike?" I pleaded with her. if I'm going to have a nurse mind as well have one last moment of freedom.
"Right. You never passed out at rehab, and you're never going to do it again. House, it's too big a risk, I'll pick you up and you can get your bike tomorrow." We walked out into the parking lot, it was bitter cold. As I climbed into her car the leather seats were so cold it sent a chill through my entire body, but threw razors at my leg. I massaged it trying to break the spasm as Cuddy climbed into her side of the car.
She looked over concerned for a moment the proceeded to start the car. It was quiet the entire way back to my apartment. The car screeched to a stop and I got out staring at the steps ahead of me. I dreaded the climb to the door, I felt her warmth behind me as I struggled my way up, as if she was ready to catch me if I fell. I left the door open, in too much pain to vocalize the invite. She watched me as I slumped onto the couch, I could feel her eyes staring at me, pitying me. God I hate when she does that,